Boss, do you have a card?

Out of politeness and vigilance, Weitzman did not approach the girl hastily. Although he showed his friendliness, he was not really a silly, sweet and kind person.

Weitzman is more aware of some of the darkness and mistakes that exist in this world than ordinary people, and he still remembers them vividly, so he hid on the "Kingdom of Heaven" with an evasive mentality, and even isolated himself from the ground for decades.

— More than 50 years, to be precise.

As the King of Silver, Weitzman's ability is "unchanging", that is, "the power of the king that cannot be interfered". His time was frozen when he became a king, and he has an immortal appearance and eternal life. Up to now, his actual age has passed Approaching 90 years old.

If he hadn't been attacked by the Green King, he might never have left the spaceship, and one day, when the lieutenant—the King of Gold, Guochang Lu Dajue—had also left completely, he would find a way to end this eternal life .

However, if there is no if, the reality is that Weitzman is now standing on the ground of Tokyo again.

...In fact, this is not the only choice. The Silver Sanctuary has the ability to control gravity. If he wants, he can still continue to isolate himself from the world and stay away from the plots and battles on the ground.

What did you think at that time?

Maybe time can really wear away the pain, and maybe it was because I saw my sister in a dream a few days ago. The words my sister said to him at that time became blurred after waking up, and I only vaguely remembered her gentle and teasing smile as always.

Thinking of this, Weitzman's mood softened, he adjusted his mood, and turned his attention back to the gray-haired girl in front of him. The girl didn't answer his question, but she didn't avoid it, and stared at him boldly. look.

The little girl's expression was too innocent, and she really didn't look like someone specially arranged by the Green King. Weitzman was a little relieved, and he introduced himself: "My name is Adolf K. Weitzman, what about you?"

The gray-haired girl froze for a moment, as if she was distracted before, and took a few seconds to answer: "...Alexia."

Not Japanese?

Weizman was a little surprised. The girl's appearance and figure were actually closer to Asians, but he did not rule out the possibility of being of mixed race. He didn't dig into this point. In fact, compared with Japanese names, this type of English name made him feel more familiar. There is some intimacy.

Weitzman smiled and took a step forward. Just as he was about to say something, he heard footsteps and a male voice from outside the alley not far away.

"Has anyone found it?"

Weitzman conditioned reflex and dragged the little girl into the dark alley, while lowering his head and reminding her in a low voice: "Please keep quiet."

The gray-haired girl obediently followed his movements without struggling.

Weitzman hid Ali inside, leaning his back against the wall, listening intently to the conversation outside.

After one person's question, another man answered.

"I haven't received any news yet." The speaker gave a "tsk" in a bad tone, "He is obviously the king, but he hides like a mouse."

"If this goes on like this, it will be almost dawn, and when there are more people, it will be even more difficult to find."

"Be patient, Anna's positioning can't be wrong, she must be in this block."

Weitzman frowned slightly when he heard the words, and he pushed the girl a little further.

The footsteps got closer, and the two stopped at the entrance of the alley, and then the dazzling flashlight was shone in.

After confirming that no one was there, they simply left.

And in the sky some distance away from the ground of the alley, the right arm of the silver-white-haired young man lay across the girl's waist, and he only used his arm and wrist to touch, his palm was empty, and his tone was full of apology: "Sorry, they should You came to see me, did you scare you just now?"

The soft power of silver surrounds them, allowing them to safely suspend in mid-air without any foothold.

The White House pretended to be stupefied in September.

In fact, he replied in embarrassment: Thank you, I am not scared, they are not looking for you, but for me.

As soon as the dialogue sounded, the White House had already recognized their identities in Jiuyue. Ideba Masamune and Chitose Hiroshi were two members of Barbara.

It's a pity that the current vest is not right. If Lulu Maomao is replaced, she can rush out to recognize relatives, but Alexia is completely unfamiliar with them, and she only met once in the cable car, let alone recognize them by voice Who is it, and Ya Li's story on the side of the Silver King hasn't finished yet, so Weitzman's behavior is in line with her wishes.

To sum up, the White House can only say sorry to everyone in Barbara in September!

——After all, she is still Alexia Alter, and it is inconvenient to return to Scepter4.

If it was a normal Yali, no matter what she did before, she would choose to stay in place and wait for the [player], and would never run around without authorization, but Yali in the Alter state always maintains the urge to forage, so good now, Just because the hunger bar is not high now, the silver king with powerful energy is the new food provider she found for herself.

A few seconds later, the gray-haired girl shook her head and answered the young man's question, then looked down into the empty space with slightly surprised eyes.

White House September: Whoa.

System: "After testing, the energy released from the body of the individual Adolf K. Weitzman is the source of the gravity change in the current area."

System: "In addition, the energy of the individual Adolf K. Weitzman has been scanned, recorded, and collected successfully, and the analysis results are being uploaded to the main system."

Although the White House flew many times in September (many vests have the ability to fly), and saw others fly many times (the representative character Gojo Satoru), but in this world, it was the first time she saw someone violate Newton's laws.

She distractedly looked at the silver king's ability data listed in the system.

[manipulate gravity]

It sounds very similar to Zhongya in the Central Plains, but Weitzman is not a martial artist, and the way he uses it is much gentler than Gravity.

[Theoretically, it can achieve eternity]

Damn, doesn't that mean immortality!No wonder Wu Se always wanted to snatch his body!

The White House in September couldn't help sighing secretly: Regardless of appearance or ability, the King of Silver seems to be more powerful than other kings. Isn't this exactly a protagonist template?

The grey-haired girl's expression was full of "this is incredible", but her expression rarely fluctuated. She was brought down smoothly by Weitzman.

As soon as he touched the ground, the silver-haired young man immediately let go and took a big step back, keeping a safe distance from Ya Li.

"you……"

Although not much, her own strength was indeed sucked away by her.

Weitzman realized this with astonishment.

The gray-haired girl on the opposite side just stared at him, her pupils were dark under the shadow of the building wall, with a clear red light flickering on the edge, her drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, and she murmured with extreme patience.

"...I can't get enough to eat."

"Yali, I always... can't get enough to eat..."

The surrounding air flow seems to slow down.

Weitzman was a scientist in the past, and of course he is now. Living alone on the spaceship is very boring. There are not many things he can do. He occasionally invites people on the ground to come up to tell him stories, read books, and read his sister’s manuscripts. knowledge will only increase with time—

Because of this, Weitzman quickly saw that Alexia's abnormality was not born.

If this has been the case since birth, the girl would never have survived to the present, someone must be raising her and aggravating her symptoms, and even her personality that is obviously different from ordinary people may have been "trained".

But any researcher can recognize this fact at a glance. Which child in a normal family would look like this?

Weitzman showed a helpless wry smile.

No, it’s fine if you don’t see it, but it happened to appear in front of his eyes...

In an instant, Weitzman calmed down, no matter what secrets were behind this child, at least for now, she couldn't be left alone.

If my sister was here, she would probably agree with him.

Weitzman showed a natural smile, and stretched out his hand to the girl in front of him: "Really? Then do you want to come with me? Let me try to heal you and make you full."

The red light in the gray-haired girl's eyes suddenly disappeared, and she froze.

Immediately after the next second.

"Meow—!"

The meowing of cats bursting into their conversation area.

So both pairs of eyes turned around in surprise.

A small white cat with wet hair and different pupils shrank in horror inside a cardboard box. It should have slept in it before, but was awakened by their voices, and now it was howling at them non-stop.

Weitzman, who had been "insulted" for half a minute, blinked and said to the little white cat with a smile, "Good evening, I'm sorry to disturb your rest."

The sharp cry of the little white cat suddenly stopped, and it cautiously stepped out of the cardboard box a little, watched the young man walking towards him, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to it just like he did to the girl just now.

"As compensation, please allow me to invite you to dinner—" He glanced at the sky, smiled again, and changed his words, "Well, maybe it should be called a supper?"

The little white cat with different pupils showed a moved expression, and carefully put its claws on the young man's palm.

Then got squeezed out.

The gray-haired girl snatched the hand away first, pulled the young man's arm, and said with bright eyes, "Snack! Eat!"

Little White Cat: "..."

The little white cat jumped forward: "Meow——!"

be mine!mine!

Weitzman calmly touched the two cuties hanging on the left and right, and his soft smile dispelled all the darkness in front of him.

"Well, don't worry, you all have them~"

After going through untold hardships (binding induction), the White House September Lulu Edition found its own excrement officer (?).

The pink-haired cat blamed the Red King non-stop, and after 2 minutes, it just didn't leave any gaps for people to interrupt.

Zhou Fangzun, whose left ear goes in and right ear goes out: "..."

When he said that if he was going to cry again, he'd better shut up.

It's just five o'clock now, the winter wind is blowing, and it's not yet dawn. The Red King with a pink cat on his shoulder is walking in the empty street with his hands in his pockets. Every once in a while, he will take out The terminal checks to see if anyone in the chat group sends a message of finding someone.

The little guy was probably tired of chattering, and he calmed down after a while. It wrapped itself around Zhou Fangzun's neck like a scarf, from the jiojio on the left to the head on the right, with its front paws resting on its shoulders, squinting its eyes and yawning.

Zhou Fangzun glanced at it sideways, but didn't speak.

The location range given by Anna has been changed twice, but they still can't find any member of the Green Clan, which shows that Bishuiliu is deliberately avoiding them, and it is easy for him to avoid trouble because he can invade the road monitoring.

Kusanagi's guess is well-founded. Maybe something happened when the King of Green was fighting with the King of Silver. The more he avoids them, the more it means that the other party does not want to have a direct conflict with them. Otherwise, the Green Clan, which has always been so arrogant Not so silent now.

In other words, now is the best time for them to attack.

That being said, it's not okay to hide and seek like this all the time. Including Zhou Fangzun, most of the barking Luo people lost their patience.

The terminal issued a reminder that the message was received, Zhou Fangzun looked down, and in the next second, he turned a corner.

"dew--!"

The drowsy pink-haired cat on his shoulder was almost thrown off by him.

The Red King stretched out his hand to support it, his red eyes met those of deep pink, and he said, "We found someone."